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Peter V. Brett（彼得·V.布雷特） 著

圖書標籤:

• 奇幻
• 冒險
• 沙漠
• 戰士
• 英雄
• 部落
• 戰鬥
• 魔法
• 復仇
• 命運

齣版社： Random House

ISBN：9780345524140

商品編碼：19017254

包裝：平裝

齣版時間：2011-03-01

頁數：672

正文語種：英文

商品尺寸：10.67x2.79x17.53cm

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"The most significant and cinematic fantasy epic since The Lord of the Rings. Inspired, compelling, and totally addictive!"
—Paul W. S. Anderson, director of Resident Evil: Afterlife

"Peter V. Brett is one of my favorite new authors."
—Patrick Rothfuss, New York Times bestselling author of The Name of the Wind

內容簡介

The sun is setting on humanity. The night now belongs to voracious demons that prey upon a dwindling population forced to cower behind half-forgotten symbols of power. Legends tell of a Deliverer: a general who once bound all mankind into a single force that defeated the demons. But is the return of the Deliverer just another myth? Perhaps not. Out of the desert rides Ahmann Jardir, who has forged the desert tribes into a demon-killing army. He has proclaimed himself Shar'Dama Ka, the Deliverer, and he carries ancient weapons—a spear and a crown—that give credence to his claim. But the Northerners claim their own Deliverer: the Warded Man, a dark, forbidding figure. Once, the Shar'Dama Ka and the Warded Man were friends. Now they are fierce adversaries. Yet as old allegiances are tested and fresh alliances forged, all are unaware of the appearance of a new breed of demon, more intelligent—and deadly—than any that have come before.

作者簡介

Peter V. Brett is the author of the Demon Cycle, which includes The Warded Man and The Desert Spear. Raised on a steady diet of fantasy novels, comic books, and Dungeons & Dragons, Brett has been writing fantasy stories for as long as he can remember. He received a bachelor of arts degree in English literature and art history from the University at Buffalo in 1995, then spent more than a decade in pharmaceutical publishing before returning to his bliss. He lives in Brooklyn with his wife, Danielle, their daughter, Cassandra, and an evil cat named Jinx.

精彩書評

"In keeping with the recent trend of starting in the thick of the action, this sequel to 2009's The Warded Man picks up in the heat of Jardir's conquest of the greenlands. This choice may pull in new readers but risks alienating returning ones, since series hero Arlen Bales doesn't even appear until midbook. Jardir, who seemed to mostly be a villain in the first book, is made more sympathetic through a flashback to his childhood warrior training and the machinations of his psychically gifted chief wife, Inevera, who seems part Bene Gesserit and part Lady Macbeth as she plots his rise to power. Romantic entanglements occupy much of the book and lead to an abrupt conclusion that would benefit from a gentler epilogue, but is sure to leave fans on tenterhooks waiting for the last installment."
--Publishers Weekly

精彩書摘

Chapter One

FORT RIZON

:: 333 AR WINTER ::

Fort Rizon's wall was a joke.

Barely ten feet high and only one thick, the entire city's defenses were less than the meanest of a Damaji's dozen palaces. The Watchers didn't even need their steel-shod ladders; most simply leapt to catch the lip of the tiny wall and pulled themselves up and over.

"People so weak and negligent deserve to be conquered," Hasik said. Jardir grunted but said nothing.

The advance guard of Jardir's elite warriors had come under cover of darkness, thousands of sandaled feet crunching the fallow, snow- covered fields surrounding the city proper. As the greenlanders cowered behind their wards, the Krasians had braved the demon- infested night to advance. Even corelings gave berth to so many Holy Warriors on the move.

They gathered before the city, but the veiled warriors did not attack immediately. Men did not attack other men in the night. When dawn's light began to fill the sky, they lowered their veils, that their enemies might see their faces.

There were a few brief grunts as the Watchers subdued the guards in the gatehouse, and then a creak as the city gates opened wide to admit Jardir's host. With a roar, six thousand dal'Sharum warriors poured into the city.

Before the Rizonans even knew what was happening, the Krasians were upon them, kicking in doors and dragging the men out of their beds, hurling them naked into the snow.

With its seemingly endless arable land, Fort Rizon was more populous by far than Krasia, but Rizonan men were not warriors, and they fell before Jardir's trained ranks like grass before the scythe. Those who struggled suffered torn muscle and broken bone. Those who fought, died.

Jardir looked at all of these in sorrow. Every man crippled or killed was one who could not find glory in Sharak Ka, the Great War, but it was a necessary evil. He could not forge the men of the North into a weapon against demonkind without first tempering them as the smith's hammer did the speartip.

Women screamed as Jardir's men tempered them in another fashion. Another necessary evil. Sharak Ka was nigh, and the coming generation of warriors had to spring from the seeds of men, not cowards.

After some time, Jardir's son Jayan dropped to one knee in the snow before him, his speartip red with blood. "The inner city is ours, Father," Jayan said.

Jardir nodded. "If we control the inner city, we control the plain."

Jayan had done well on his first command. Had this been a battle against demons, Jardir would have led the charge himself, but he would not stain the Spear of Kaji with human blood. Jayan was young to wear the white veil of captain, but he was Jardir's firstborn, Blood of the Deliverer himself. He was strong, impervious to pain, and warrior and cleric alike stepped with reverence around him.

"Many have fled," Asome added, appearing at his brother's back. "They will warn the hamlets, who will flee also, escaping the cleansing of Evejan law."

Jardir looked at him. Asome was a year younger than his brother, smaller and more slender. He was clad in a dama's white robes without armor or weapon, but Jardir was not fooled. His second son was easily the more ambitious and dangerous of the two, and they more so than any of their dozens of younger brothers.

"They escape for now," Jardir said, "but they leave their food stores behind and flee into the soft ice that covers the green lands in winter. The weak will die, sparing us the trouble of killing them, and my yoke will find the strong in due time. You have done well, my sons. Jayan, assign men to find buildings suitable to hold the captives before they die from cold. Separate the boys for Hannu Pash. If we can beat the Northern weakness out of them, perhaps some can rise above their fathers. The strong men we will use as fodder in battle, and the weak will be slaves. Any women of fertile age may be bred."

Jayan struck a fist to his chest and nodded.

"Asome, signal the other dama to begin," Jardir said, and Asome bowed.

Jardir watched his white-clad son as he strode off to obey. The clerics would spread the word of Everam to the chin, and those who did not accept it into their hearts would have it thrust down their throats.

Necessary evil.

That afternoon, Jardir paced the thick-carpeted floors of the manse he had taken as his Rizonan palace. It was a pitiful place compared with his palaces in Krasia, but after months of sleeping in tents since leaving the Desert Spear, it was a welcome touch of civilization.

In his right hand, Jardir clutched the Spear of Kaji, using it as one might a walking stick. He needed no support, of course, but the ancient weapon had brought about his rise to power, and it was never far from his grasp. The butt thumped against the carpet with each step.

"Abban is late," Jardir said. "Even traveling with the women after dawn, he should have been here by now."

"I will never understand why you tolerate that khaffit in your presence, Father," Asome said. "The pig-eater should be put to death for even having raised his eyes to look upon you, and yet you take his counsel as if he were an equal in your court."

"Kaji himself bent khaffit to the tasks that suited them," Jardir said. "Abban knows more about the green lands than anyone, and that is knowledge a wise leader must use."

"What is there to know?" Jayan asked. "The greenlanders are all cowards and weaklings, no better than khaffit themselves. They are not even worthy to fight as slaves and fodder."

"Do not be so quick to claim you know all there is," Jardir said. "Only Everam knows all things. The Evejah tells us to know our enemies, and we know very little of the North. If I am to bring them into the Great War, I must do more than just kill them, more than just dominate. I must understand them. And if all the men of the green lands are no better than khaffit, who better than a khaffit to explain their hearts to me?"

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Abban came limping into the room. As always, the fat merchant was dressed in rich, womanly silks and fur-a garish display that he seemed to wear intentionally for the offense it gave to the austere dama and dal'Sharum.

The guards mocked and shoved him as he passed, but they knew better than to deny Abban entry. Whatever their personal feelings, hindering Abban risked Jardir's wrath, something no man wanted.

The crippled khaffit leaned heavily on his cane as he approached Jardir's throne, sweat pearling on his reddened, doughy face despite the cold. Jardir looked at him in disgust. It was clear he brought important news, but Abban stood panting, attempting to catch his breath, instead of sharing it.

"What is it?" Jardir snapped when his patience grew thin.

"You must do something!" Abban gasped. "They are burning the granaries!"

"What?!" Jardir demanded, leaping to his feet and grabbing Abban's arm, squeezing so hard the khaffit cried out in pain. "Where?"

"The north ward of the city," Abban said. "You can see the smoke from your door."

Jardir rushed out onto the front steps, immediately spotting the rising column. He turned to Jayan. "Go," he said. "I want the fires out, and those responsible brought before me."

Jayan nodded and vanished into the streets, trained warriors flowing in behind him like birds in formation. Jardir turned back to Abban.

"You need that grain if you are to feed the people through the winter," Abban said. "Every seed. Every crumb. I warned you."

Asome shot forward, snatching Abban's wrist and twisting his arm hard behind him. Abban screamed. "You will not address the Shar'Dama Ka in such a tone!" Asome growled.

"Enough," Jardir said.

Abban fell to his knees the moment Asome released him, placing both hands on the steps and pressing his forehead between them. "Ten thousand pardons, Deliverer," he said.

"I heard your coward's counsel against advancing into the Northern cold," Jardir said as Abban whimpered on the ground. "But I will not delay Everam's work because of this?.?.?." he kicked at the snow on the steps, "sandstorm of ice. If we need food, we will take it from the chin in the surrounding land, who live in plenty."

"Of course, Shar'Dama Ka," Abban said into the floor.

"You took far too long to arrive, khaffit," Jardir said. "I need you to find your merchant contacts among the captives."

"If they are still alive," Abban said. "Hundreds lie dead in the streets."

Jardir shrugged. "Your fault for being so slow. Go, question your fellow traders and find me the leaders of these men."

"The dama will have me killed the moment I issue a command, even if it be in your name, great Shar'Dama Ka," Abban said.

It was true enough. Under Evejan law, any khaffit daring to command his betters was put to death on the spot, and there were many who envied Abban's place on Jardir's council and would be glad to see his end.

"I will send Asome with you," Jardir said. "Not even the most fanatical cleric will challenge you then."

Abban blanched as Asome came forward, but he nodded. "As the Shar'Dama Ka commands."

蒼穹之下，命運交織的史詩：《迷霧之城的迴響》 簡介 一、捲首語：光影交錯的時代 這是一個秩序瀕臨瓦解，古老預言在耳邊低語的時代。當權力與信仰的界限變得模糊不清，那些被時間遺忘的秘密正從地底深處緩緩浮現，準備顛覆現有的世界格局。這不是一個關於英雄的簡單贊歌，而是一幅由血、鋼鐵、魔法以及人類復雜欲望交織而成的宏大畫捲。 《迷霧之城的迴響》 帶領讀者深入艾瑟利亞大陸的腹地，聚焦於三個相互纏繞的命運綫索，揭示在一個龐大帝國行將衰亡之際，個體如何在命運的洪流中掙紮、選擇，並最終鑄就曆史。 二、核心衝突與世界觀構建 世界設定：艾瑟利亞——破碎的榮光 艾瑟利亞大陸曾是“光輝聯邦”的統治中心，一個建立在高度發達的煉金術和嚴格的社會階層之上的文明。然而，聯邦的“黃金時代”已成過去。一股被稱為“虛空瘟疫”的神秘能量侵蝕著土地和人心，使得傳統的魔法體係日益衰弱，而聯邦引以為傲的機械裝置也開始頻繁失靈。 在大陸的邊緣，古老的“低語者”部落開始集結，他們信奉著被聯邦視為異端的“原生自然之力”，並等待著一個傳說中的“銜接者”來重塑世界。 主要衝突：信仰的黃昏與新秩序的誕生 故事的核心圍繞著對“起源之石”的爭奪展開。這塊據說能穩定或徹底摧毀現有能量體係的遠古遺物，吸引瞭所有派係： 1. 帝國殘餘勢力： 試圖用鐵腕手段維護搖搖欲墜的統治，他們深信隻有聯邦的科技與法令纔能帶來秩序，對任何異端力量都采取極端清洗。 2. 黑曜石教團： 一群研究禁忌知識的神秘學者，他們認為虛空瘟疫是進化的契機，渴望通過獻祭來開啓一個更強大的紀元，無論代價如何。 3. 北境自由軍： 由被壓迫的平民、被流放的貴族和異見者組成的鬆散聯盟，他們追求的不是統治，而是生存權與自我決定的自由。 三、主要人物群像 小說通過三位視角截然不同的主人公，展現這場時代變革的全景： 1. 凱爾·維恩：流亡的審判官 曾是帝國最精銳的“真理衛士”，負責鎮壓一切叛亂和異端信仰。在一場針對異見者的殘酷任務中，凱爾目睹瞭同伴的背叛和帝國的虛僞。他被迫逃亡，背負著汙名，但內心深處的正義感並未完全泯滅。他必須在追捕者與反抗軍之間找到自己的立足之地，同時麵對自己過去所犯下的罪孽。凱爾的旅程，是從絕對秩序的維護者到質疑秩序的踐行者的艱難蛻變。他所擁有的，是帝國嚴密訓練齣的戰鬥技巧，以及對聯邦秘密檔案的模糊記憶。 2. 萊婭·薩弗隆：低語者的預言之子 生活在大陸邊緣的低語者村落中，萊婭自幼展現齣與自然界元素溝通的罕見天賦。她並非天生的戰士，但肩負著部落古老預言的沉重使命——她被認為是能與“世界之核”對話的人。當聯邦的邊境軍越過山脈，意圖奪取她部落世代守護的聖地時，萊婭不得不放棄寜靜的生活，踏入危險的文明世界，學習如何在權謀與謊言中保護她所珍視的一切。她的成長，是關於信仰的堅守與外界力量的碰撞。 3. 澤恩·科爾特：迷失的煉金術師 一位在帝國最頂尖的煉金學院中嶄露頭角的青年纔俊，癡迷於逆轉虛空瘟疫對機械與生命體的侵蝕。然而，他的研究屢遭保守派的阻撓，最終被誣陷私藏禁忌技術而遭到通緝。澤恩的視角，深入到帝國內部的腐敗與科學被政治利用的冰冷現實。他遊走於黑市與秘密實驗室之間，試圖修復他的核心發明——一個能短暫屏蔽瘟疫能量的“穩定器”，但他也逐漸意識到，有些“瘟疫”並非需要被治愈，而是需要被理解。 四、情節脈絡與結構張力 本書的敘事結構采用瞭多綫並行推進的方式，三條綫索在故事中後期通過一係列驚心動魄的遭遇（如一場在地下水道中的聯閤逃亡，以及對一座被瘟疫吞噬的浮空城的探索）逐漸匯聚。 前半部（探索與揭示）： 重點在於角色建立和世界觀的逐步鋪陳。凱爾在逃亡中發現帝國遠比想象中腐朽；萊婭在接觸外界後開始質疑低語者預言的真實性；澤恩則在煉金術的失敗中看到瞭更深層次的宇宙真理。 中段（交鋒與抉擇）： 三人意外匯閤，形成一個脆弱的同盟。他們必須共同麵對黑曜石教團的截殺，並潛入腐敗的首都——“迴音城”的核心區域，試圖獲取關於“起源之石”的關鍵情報。在這個階段，道德睏境成為核心：為瞭更大的利益，是否可以犧牲眼前的無辜者？ 高潮（真相與代價）： 故事引嚮大陸的最高點——一座古老的觀測颱。在這裏，所有勢力聚集，關於起源之石的真相被揭示：它並非力量的源泉，而是艾瑟利亞世界自我修復機製的一部分。最終的衝突不是簡單的善惡對決，而是關於“何為秩序”的哲學辯論，迫使三位主角做齣影響大陸未來的痛苦抉擇。 五、主題深度：對秩序與自由的反思 《迷霧之城的迴響》 不滿足於錶麵的冒險。它深刻探討瞭以下主題： 教條的陷阱： 無論是帝國的法律、教團的信仰，還是低語者的傳統，一旦教條僵化，便會成為壓迫生命的枷鎖。 知識的責任： 煉金術師澤恩的經曆拷問著科學傢和學者，當知識擁有毀滅性的力量時，誰來監管其應用？ 灰色的道德： 故事中的反派往往有其閤理的動機，而英雄也必須沾染汙點纔能前行。真正的勇氣，是接受世界的不完美，並選擇在殘缺中創造意義。 六、文學風格與閱讀體驗 本書的文風沉穩有力，細節考究，尤其擅長描繪宏大而又充滿機杼之聲的蒸汽朋剋式建築群，以及被能量侵蝕後呈現齣的詭異美感。戰鬥場麵設計精妙，結閤瞭冷兵器格鬥、精密機械對抗以及不可預測的自然魔法，節奏張弛有度。 獻給所有熱愛史詩奇幻、對復雜政治鬥爭和深刻人物內心探索抱有熱情的讀者。準備好，踏入迷霧之中，傾聽那迴蕩在蒼穹之下的，關於生存與重塑的古老迴響。

評分☆☆☆☆☆

這本書的語言風格極其獨特，帶著一種古樸而又充滿力量的美感。它不同於當下流行的一些輕快敘事，而是選擇瞭一種更具史詩氣質的、沉穩的錶達方式，這種風格與故事所承載的厚重主題完美契閤。書中的一些比喻和象徵手法，需要讀者投入一定的思考纔能完全領會其妙處，但這正是閱讀的樂趣所在——它要求你不僅僅是被動接受信息，更是要主動參與到意義的建構過程中去。我花瞭大量時間去研究其中一些曆史或文化背景的隱喻，感覺自己仿佛進行瞭一次深度的文化考察。角色之間的情感交流，無論是親情、友情還是宿命般的愛戀，都處理得極其剋製而又深刻，沒有矯揉造作的煽情，卻能直擊心靈最柔軟的地方。這本書需要靜下心來細細品味，不適閤在嘈雜的環境中匆匆翻閱，它值得你為它騰齣整塊的、不受打擾的時間。

評分☆☆☆☆☆

這本新作簡直讓人欲罷不能，我一口氣讀完瞭好幾遍，每一次都有新的感悟。作者的筆力之雄厚，簡直可以用“鬼斧神工”來形容。他構建的世界觀宏大而又細膩，每一個角落都充滿瞭令人驚奇的細節。我尤其欣賞他對人物內心世界的刻畫，那種復雜糾結的情感，真實得讓人心疼。主人公的成長軌跡跌宕起伏，他所麵對的睏境和做齣的抉擇，無不牽動著讀者的心弦。有時候，我甚至感覺自己就是那個在風沙中跋涉的人，與角色同呼吸共命運。書中的對話機鋒暗藏，充滿瞭智慧的火花，讀起來酣暢淋灕，讓人忍不住停下來細細品味那些字裏行間蘊含的深意。故事情節的推進如同精密的鍾錶，環環相扣，每一次轉摺都齣乎意料卻又在情理之中。我嚮所有熱愛史詩級敘事和深度人物塑造的讀者鄭重推薦這本書，它絕對是近年來不可多得的文學瑰寶，值得反復研讀，細細品味其無窮的韻味。

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我很少對一本書産生如此強烈的“代入感”，以至於閤上書頁後，那個世界依舊在腦海中揮之不去。作者對於細節的癡迷令人贊嘆，無論是對特定文化儀式一絲不苟的描述，還是對角色穿著習慣的細微勾勒，都顯示齣其嚴謹的創作態度和深厚的學養。這種對真實感的極緻追求，極大地增強瞭故事的可信度和沉浸感。我特彆留意到作者是如何處理不同文化間的衝突與融閤的，處理得非常微妙和富有層次，避免瞭簡單的二元對立，呈現齣一種更加復雜和真實的社會圖景。這本書的篇幅雖然宏大，但結構卻異常清晰，即便是多條故事綫並行，作者也能確保讀者始終能清晰地把握住故事的主脈絡。這是一部需要讀者付齣努力去閱讀，但迴報遠遠大於付齣的作品，它在文學價值和娛樂性之間找到瞭一個近乎完美的平衡點。

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我必須承認，這本書的開篇著實抓人，但我更驚嘆於作者如何將如此龐雜的綫索巧妙地編織在一起，最終匯聚成一個震撼人心的高潮。不同背景、不同立場的人物群像被刻畫得栩栩如生，沒有絕對的好人或壞人，每個人都有其復雜且閤理的動機，這使得故事的灰色地帶充滿瞭引人入勝的張力。作者對權謀鬥爭的描寫，既有古典的精妙布局，又不失現代敘事的銳利與殘酷。每一次陰謀的揭露都伴隨著強烈的戲劇性衝擊，讓我拍案叫絕。我尤其欣賞作者在關鍵時刻留下的懸念，那種恰到好處的停頓，足以讓讀者的心跳加速，迫不及待地想知道接下來會發生什麼。閱讀過程中，我發現自己忍不住開始猜測情節走嚮，但這本書總能用更齣乎意料的方式來推進故事，展現瞭作者高超的掌控力。對於喜歡精密布局和人性博弈的讀者來說，這本書簡直是盛宴。

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說實話，一開始我對這類題材並不抱太大期望，總覺得會有些老套，但這本書徹底顛覆瞭我的認知。它的敘事節奏把握得恰到好處，時而如疾風驟雨般緊張刺激，時而又像潺潺溪水般溫柔舒緩，這種張弛有度的處理方式，讓閱讀體驗變得極為豐富和立體。我特彆喜歡作者在描述場景時所展現齣的那種畫麵感，仿佛一幀幀高清電影畫麵直接在大腦中播放。無論是對廣袤無垠的自然環境的描摹，還是對復雜政治局麵的剖析，都展現齣作者非凡的洞察力和精準的語言組織能力。書中涉及的一些哲學思考，也給瞭我很多啓發，讓我開始重新審視一些習以為常的觀念。這本書的厚度可能會讓一些讀者望而卻步，但我保證，一旦你翻開它，時間感就會被徹底打破，你會完全沉浸在那個精心編織的故事宇宙中，完全忘記瞭外界的一切紛擾。這不僅僅是一本書，它更像是一次深刻的，沉浸式的精神洗禮。

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正版書籍，很好

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不錯，很好，贊贊贊

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很喜歡的一本書 ，質量很好 很有保證前為止，最好玩、最熱門的博弈說明書　　懂博弈，得常勝　　我們的生活充滿博弈……任何的競爭，我們都可以采用博弈論來解讀。　　作為解讀博弈論的著作，本書的與眾不同之處在於，沒有乏味枯燥的說理，而是以好玩為主。作者選取瞭大量精彩好看的博弈論故事，用生活中許多好玩的現象來詮釋博弈論的作用。嚮沒有經濟學基礎的讀者展示瞭博弈中的頂級智慧，告訴我們在社會和人生的大博弈中如何取得真正的成功。　　第一章　揭開博弈論的秘密——什麼是博弈論　　博弈是一場至繁至簡的遊戲　　兩人下棋，甲齣子的時候，為瞭贏棋，得仔細考慮乙的想法，而乙齣子時也得考慮甲的想法；所以甲還得想到乙在想他的想法，乙當然也知道甲想到瞭他在想甲的想法……　　這中間所包含的道理就是博弈論。其實，人類早已進入利益博弈時代。把這種“棋局博弈”轉換到社會當中，每個人都是執子的棋手，為瞭自己的利益去揣摩需要打交道的人的心思。隻有這樣人們方能在紛繁蕪雜的競爭與閤作中間選擇最為有利於自己的方式，爭取在利益博弈中搶占先機。由此。你將不難發現博弈論在生活中的重要性瞭。　　其實，博弈論思想古已有之，我國古代的《孫子兵法》就不僅是一部軍事著作，而且也算得上是世界最早的一部博弈論專著。近代對博弈論性質的決策問題的研究可以追溯到18世紀甚至更早。　　……　　前為止，最好玩、最熱門的博弈說明書　　懂博弈，得常勝　　我們的生活充滿博弈……任何的競爭，我們都可以采用博弈論來解讀。　　作為解讀博弈論的著作，本書的與眾不同之處在於，沒有乏味枯燥的說理，而是以好玩為主。作者選取瞭大量精彩好看的博弈論故事，用生活中許多好玩的現象來詮釋博弈論的作用。嚮沒有經濟學基礎的讀者展示瞭博弈中的頂級智慧，告訴我們在社會和人生的大博弈中如何取得真正的成功。　　第一章　揭開博弈論的秘密——什麼是博弈論　　博弈是一場至繁至簡的遊戲　　兩人下棋，甲齣子的時候，為瞭贏棋，得仔細考慮乙的想法，而乙齣子時也得考慮甲的想法；所以甲還得想到乙在想他的想法，乙當然也知道甲想到瞭他在想甲的想法……　　這中間所包含的道理就是博弈論。其實，人類早已進入利益博弈時代。把這種“棋局博弈”轉換到社會當中，每個人都是執子的棋手，為瞭自己的利益去揣摩需要打交道的人的心思。隻有這樣人們方能在紛繁蕪雜的競爭與閤作中間選擇最為有利於自己的方式，爭取在利益博弈中搶占先機。由此。你將不難發現博弈論在生活中的重要性瞭。　　其實，博弈論思想古已有之，我國古代的《孫子兵法》就不僅是一部軍事著作，而且也算得上是世界最早的一部博弈論專著。近代對博弈論性質的決策問題的研究可以追溯到18世紀甚至更早

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正版書籍，很好

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半年纔發貨??真是極好的！

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正版書籍，很好

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很喜歡的一本書 ，質量很好 很有保證前為止，最好玩、最熱門的博弈說明書　　懂博弈，得常勝　　我們的生活充滿博弈……任何的競爭，我們都可以采用博弈論來解讀。　　作為解讀博弈論的著作，本書的與眾不同之處在於，沒有乏味枯燥的說理，而是以好玩為主。作者選取瞭大量精彩好看的博弈論故事，用生活中許多好玩的現象來詮釋博弈論的作用。嚮沒有經濟學基礎的讀者展示瞭博弈中的頂級智慧，告訴我們在社會和人生的大博弈中如何取得真正的成功。　　第一章　揭開博弈論的秘密——什麼是博弈論　　博弈是一場至繁至簡的遊戲　　兩人下棋，甲齣子的時候，為瞭贏棋，得仔細考慮乙的想法，而乙齣子時也得考慮甲的想法；所以甲還得想到乙在想他的想法，乙當然也知道甲想到瞭他在想甲的想法……　　這中間所包含的道理就是博弈論。其實，人類早已進入利益博弈時代。把這種“棋局博弈”轉換到社會當中，每個人都是執子的棋手，為瞭自己的利益去揣摩需要打交道的人的心思。隻有這樣人們方能在紛繁蕪雜的競爭與閤作中間選擇最為有利於自己的方式，爭取在利益博弈中搶占先機。由此。你將不難發現博弈論在生活中的重要性瞭。　　其實，博弈論思想古已有之，我國古代的《孫子兵法》就不僅是一部軍事著作，而且也算得上是世界最早的一部博弈論專著。近代對博弈論性質的決策問題的研究可以追溯到18世紀甚至更早。　　……　　前為止，最好玩、最熱門的博弈說明書　　懂博弈，得常勝　　我們的生活充滿博弈……任何的競爭，我們都可以采用博弈論來解讀。　　作為解讀博弈論的著作，本書的與眾不同之處在於，沒有乏味枯燥的說理，而是以好玩為主。作者選取瞭大量精彩好看的博弈論故事，用生活中許多好玩的現象來詮釋博弈論的作用。嚮沒有經濟學基礎的讀者展示瞭博弈中的頂級智慧，告訴我們在社會和人生的大博弈中如何取得真正的成功。　　第一章　揭開博弈論的秘密——什麼是博弈論　　博弈是一場至繁至簡的遊戲　　兩人下棋，甲齣子的時候，為瞭贏棋，得仔細考慮乙的想法，而乙齣子時也得考慮甲的想法；所以甲還得想到乙在想他的想法，乙當然也知道甲想到瞭他在想甲的想法……　　這中間所包含的道理就是博弈論。其實，人類早已進入利益博弈時代。把這種“棋局博弈”轉換到社會當中，每個人都是執子的棋手，為瞭自己的利益去揣摩需要打交道的人的心思。隻有這樣人們方能在紛繁蕪雜的競爭與閤作中間選擇最為有利於自己的方式，爭取在利益博弈中搶占先機。由此。你將不難發現博弈論在生活中的重要性瞭。　　其實，博弈論思想古已有之，我國古代的《孫子兵法》就不僅是一部軍事著作，而且也算得上是世界最早的一部博弈論專著。近代對博弈論性質的決策問題的研究可以追溯到18世紀甚至更早

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正版書籍，很好

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半年纔發貨??真是極好的！